My incarnation is becoming a global calamity.

Su Tu opened his eyes again, awakened by the sunlight streaming in through the window.

First, as usual, he switched his consciousness to confirm that his avatar was still in the same position as last night, and then he got out of bed to wash up.

I had just changed my clothes and put the deposit slip in my pocket when a steady voice came from outside.

"Su Tu, it's almost time, we should set off."

The voice was flat, showing neither dislike nor liking.

It's like talking to a stranger.

He opened the door and saw a young man three years older than him standing in front of it.

"Brother, I'm ready."

The young man before me, wearing gold-rimmed round glasses and with a calm expression, is none other than Bouon Entkes, the eldest son of the Duke of Entkes.

He was also the older brother of the Duke's second son.

"Ready? Let's go."

Buang slightly raised his glasses, uttered these words calmly, and then turned and walked ahead.

Su Tu's gaze fell on the figure in the brown sweater, and he silently followed.

Based on last year's experience and some of the original owner's memories.

Every year, this older brother would take us to the Imperial Holy Land for "baptism."

The two brothers had a fairly good relationship four years ago, at least not as cold as they are now.

It can be said that being personally labeled "calamity" by the leader of the Holy Radiance Church was a major turning point in the original owner's life.

As for the other time, it was naturally last year when I couldn't bear the pain of being "baptized" and went to heaven to enjoy a new life.

The two brothers walked out of the manor one after the other, neither of them speaking a word the entire way, remaining silent.

The use of horse-drawn carriages is prohibited in the central area of ​​the capital to prevent accidental injury to civilians.

Therefore, the two of them had no choice but to walk to the palace.

Anyway, their estate is not far from the palace, at most 2 kilometers away.

Of course, walking also made things easier for Su Tu, so he didn't have to suddenly stop the carriage halfway through the journey.

It's around 8 a.m. now, and there are noticeably more people on the streets.

People of all races can be seen in the central area of ​​this imperial capital.

The atmosphere became much more lively.

However, compared to the lively atmosphere, Su Tu and Bu Ang were much quieter.

This situation continued until the two arrived at the place where Su Tu's avatar was located.

A glint of light flashed in Su Tu's eyes when he saw his avatar.

He first looked at Buang, who was not far away, and after confirming that there was no problem, he began his performance.

His face showed no change in emotion whatsoever, or rather, not a single emotion appeared on his face from beginning to end.

But his pace gradually slowed, as if something had stirred something within him.

Buang, who had been watching Su Tu from the moment he stepped out, instantly noticed that his younger brother had slowed down.

While wondering about the situation, he slowed down and looked in the direction Su Tu was looking.

A beggar with disheveled hair covered in white dirt came into his view.

The tattered and scratched clothes didn't quite fit the beggar.

His disheveled appearance made him look extremely pathetic.

Buon only glanced at it and had no intention of observing it any further.

"Su Tu, why did you suddenly stop?"

He frowned, his tone slightly impatient.

However, Su Tu ignored him and instead walked up to the beggar.

He pulled the deposit slip from his pocket and quickly stuffed it into the beggar's hand.

"Thanks!"

After doing all this, he controlled his avatar to stuff the deposit ticket into his pocket, thanked him excitedly, and quickly left.

The plan went smoothly without any unexpected incidents.

He watched the disheveled figure gradually disappear into the crowd, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not far away, Buon caught a glimpse of the gold-embossed receipt flashing in the beggar's hand, and his pupils contracted slightly.

After a moment's hesitation, he took a few steps forward and came up behind Su Tu.

"Su Tu, what are you doing?"

Buang's questioning voice came from behind him, but Su Tu did not turn around.

He remained standing in the same spot, gazing at the back of the figure he had transformed into.

Only when he completely disappeared from sight did the anxiety in my heart finally subside.

"It's nothing. I felt sorry for him, and I happened to have some money on me, so I thought I'd give it to him."

Su Tu calmly offered an explanation, then turned around to continue walking towards the palace.

Before he could even take a step, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Why give him a bankbook? Fourteen years' worth of savings just like that, given to a worthless beggar?"

Hearing the voice behind him, Su Tu's heart skipped a beat, and he paused in his steps.

After a long pause, he finally spoke calmly.

"For no particular reason, perhaps the 'baptism' has successfully destroyed my 'calamity' soul?"

After saying that, he paused slightly and then added another sentence.

"Besides, how do you know that this good-for-nothing beggar won't have a future comeback?"

Without waiting for Buon's reply, he left those words and strode ahead.

"Destroy the soul of 'Calamity'? A beggar's comeback?"

Watching Su Tu's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Bu Ang's heart sank slightly, feeling that his words seemed to be full of self-mockery.

However, he showed no outward change in emotion and silently followed.

The two fell silent once again along the way.

It seems that the incident with the beggar was just a minor episode.

Of course, this was exactly the ideal result in Su Tu's mind.

He deliberately said what I just said to distract me.

As long as this older brother still cares about his younger brother, he will inevitably try to divert his attention.

Su Tu was gambling, gambling that Buang still retained even the slightest bit of his 14-year brotherhood with the original owner.

Judging from the current outcome, he made the right bet.

Before long, the two arrived at the palace gate. The thick city walls made Su Tu feel insignificant.

"You can go in now."

While he was in a daze, Buang, who had confirmed his identity with the guard, walked up to Su Tu and pulled him back to reality.

Coming to his senses, Su Tu nodded expressionlessly and followed him into the palace.

When nobles entered the royal palace, they needed to be escorted by someone.

As sons of a duke, they were no exception.

Although the palace is very large, one can ride in a private carriage inside the palace.

The guards who led them also served as the coachmen.

So soon they arrived at the royal palace castle and entered the king's study.

"The eldest son of Duke Entekes, Buon, brought his younger brother Sutu to meet His Majesty the King."

Upon hearing this, the king, who had been keeping his head down, looked up and examined the two brothers, a warm smile appearing on his face.

For some reason, Su Tu noticed a lingering sorrow between the king's brows.

This sorrow became even more pronounced, especially when the gaze fell upon him.

Is it related to the simultaneous theft of the map of the Imperial Holy Land and an S-class magical artifact?

As he pondered, the king's calm yet hearty laughter rang in his ears.

"Oh, it's Buon. Speaking of which, today is also the day for 'baptism'."

When he said this, the smile on his face visibly faltered for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal.

But Su Tu had been observing the king ever since he entered, and he clearly noticed these changes.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, the king smiled and exchanged a few more pleasantries.

Then he waved his hand gently, citing his busy schedule with state affairs, and told the two to rest in the waiting room first.

Buang bowed respectfully, and Su Tu followed suit.

They then left the study together and, led by the guards, went to the living room.

As I sat on the sofa, the maid handed me two cups of coffee.

Su Tu picked up his coffee and took a sip, but his mind was still pondering the king's strange behavior just now.

What could be so troubling that even a king like himself would be so worried?

Is it really related to maps?

Or has something else happened?